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When I am older than these small goddamned hillsAnd there's no reason for my mind to be stillOh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againWhen I have finally found my room filled with toysBe banging on my crib excited by noiseOh, how I'll feelOh, how I'll feelOh, how I'll feel like a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againAnd when there's nothing to gainOr bring me painOr pin the blameOn you or myselfAnd when they finally fallThese wailing wallsAnd burning crossesGod's twilight and allOh how I'll feelOh how I'll feelOh how I'll feel like a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againA beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againSuch a beautiful childSuch a beautiful child againWhen I am older than these small goddamned hills

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